soft_shelled | Open RP/PSL/Overflow Post

[It most certainly is different from what he's used to, for sure. If he had to compare it to something, he'd say it makes him think of floating in water.

Anyway, he'll keep a good hold on to her since he doesn't want to fall and hopes it's not too stressful for her to do this.]

[It's not stressful for her, Roxy has carried a lot of her team mates in bubbles like these before, it's just interesting to do it with Donnie now. Mostly because for some reason she is very aware of his hold on her and the feeling of him being so close, so much that when she touches them down on the rooftop she feels a little light headed.]

This way.

[She says, hoping to god she isn't blushing, and motions for him to follow her to a service elevator that scans her eye quickly before taking them down a few floors.]

[He stumbles a little once they land, not used to the change from gravity bubble to solid ground.

He'll nod at her words and just follow her wordlessly into the elevator, remaining quiet the whole ride down the few floors.]

[The elevator dings and opens up on a large apartment that takes up the entire floor, Roxy exits and starts to holler out to see if any of the other members of Gen13 are home or not.]

Helloooooooooo, guys? Anyone home?

[They are greeted with silence and Roxy shrugs.]

Guess they're all out, c'mon. Kitchen is this way.

[With the fact that they seem to be alone, he'll pull his hood down and yeah... His face is really looking bad in the better light of being indoors.

And he is looking impressed at the apartment, he's only been in like two others and they most certainly weren't the kind that takes up a whole floor.]

Ah, right... The ice.

[And he'll follow her to the kitchen.]

[With the lights on she sees how bad his face is and her eyes widen and she basically shoves him onto one of the bar stools that are sitting at the large kitchen island.]

Ohhh Donnie, your poor face. [She says as she hurriedly gets the ice pack out of the freezer and wraps it in a clean cloth, coming over to him and gently pressing it against the area that is swelling up.]

[He is shoved into a seat, without a fuss from him. And really his mask covers up the worst of it.]

It's fine, I've had worse done to me. [His tone is light, which compared to say... Fighting for three days straight? Or falling through the sky and landing on Staten Island? A little bruised-up face is nothing.]

Yeah but it's never fun.

[She counters and her good eye flickers to his for a moment before going back to look at his injured areas.]

Is that a little better? I can get you some Advil or somethin if yer in pain.

Yeah, yeah.

[He thinks it could be a lot worse, so of course he's going to underplay it.]

I'm good, I don't need any pills.

Okay, if you change your mind let me know.

[She says and then looks down at his body.]

Do you need a second ice pack for anywhere else? Ribs?

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Okay.

[He doubts he'll need it, which he may regret later, but that's for future Donnie to worry about!]

Nope, my shell took most of the hits and my plastron is pretty sturdy.

[As he says this, he'll bring a hand up to tap himself on his chest area... Don't mind the slight wince from him as he does that.]

See, I'm fine.

[She catches that wince and frowns.]

Uh-huhn. Bullshit.

[She takes his hand and makes him hold the ice pack to his face while she goes into the freezer to get another ice pack. She then moves closer so she can place it against the area he just tapped.]

[He sighs, and he'll hold the ice pack up to his face as she goes and does that.

Although when she gets closer to press the ice pack to his chest he can't help but start to blush a little at the closeness.]

At least nothing is broken!

[Because he felt like he needed to say something.]

Thank god! Because I suck at resetting bones.

[She says and then looks up at him, catching his blush which makes her blink and suddenly start blushing as well.]

Urm.

Yeah, I know how but uh...

[This is awkward, he's going to bring his free hand up to just... Take the ice pack she's holding to his chest so she doesn't have to do that anymore.]

You're uhm... Close.

Right. Sorry.

[She says and lets go, taking a step back and turning her red face away from his. She feels stupid and awkward all of a sudden.]

It's okay, you're only helping.

[He relaxes a little now, holding two ice packs one to his face and the other to his chest, so he probably looks ridiculous.]

[If he looks ridiculous then so does she, they're both sporting bruises and her eye is still mostly swollen shut.]

You wanna go sit on the couch or something while you ice yourself?

[She should really do something about her eye, too.]

... Sure, it's probably nicer than this.

[As he stands up, he's going to hold out one of the ice packs to her.]

You should really use one of these for yourself, by the way.

Yeah, you're right.

[She muses and then smiles, turning back to go into the freezer where she pulls out a container of ice cream. She gets two spoons and another cloth and motions for him to follow her.]

This way we can ice our bumps and eat a treat.

[He lets out a snort, and he will most assuredly follow her after she's got the ice cream and everything. As it's her apartment after all so she knows where things are.]

What a good plan.

[She leads him to the living room which has huge floor to ceiling windows that look out at the city, the couch is also large and made of black leather. Roxy flops down onto it with a sigh and presses the ice cream container to her eye for a moment.]

I'm always hungry after fights, aren't you?

[The view from the windows most certainly has his attention, sure he's seen some nice ones from rooftops but seeing it from inside the building is totally different. As he follows her to the couch and he'll take a seat, while giving her space too.]

Nope, usually too worked up from them... Or recovering from injuries to worry about food.

[She takes the ice cream off her face and then opens it, passing a spoon to Donnie.]

What do you usually do to calm down after then?

[He shall take the spoon, and looks thoughtful at her question.]

... Well for me, I usually just do something else? That's not fight-related. So I work on something or play a video game.

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